The plum blossoms she saw in the palace before were also fragrant, but they were only faint fragrance, which was not as good as the beautiful roses and peonies. She never knew that the plum blossoms could be so fragrant, as if the fragrance had penetrated into three souls and seven spirits, making people fascinated.

It turns out that only by staying in the mountains and fields can plum blossoms release their nature without reservation.

When she walked to the stone steps, she raised her eyes and recited the inscription of the door plaque:

"Plum Garden".

She secretly guessed that if it is worthy of this name, it must be planted in the wall with many rare plums that she has never seen before? What kind of beautiful scenery would it be?

In this way, she would be very open-minded, so she pushed it away with her hands.

I thought my eyes would be fascinated by the plum blossoms in the garden, but what I saw were two rows of fairy-looking white plums embraced each other on a bluestone path, spreading to the end with her eyes. She could not predict that under the eaves of the elegant bamboo pavilion, there was a person sitting, peerless and lonely.

The plums are cold.

The plum blossoms are cold... The plum blossoms are cold... I silently recited them thousands of times in my heart. She thought that this was a fate that was determined by heaven, and she wanted to meet him in this good time when she knew the fragrance of plum blossoms in a slanting breeze and drizzle. This made her almost overwhelmed with joy.

"I just passed by by chance and wanted to come in to take shelter from the rain. I didn't expect that I would meet the Grand Tutor here?" She suppressed her heart, which was about to bloom, looked around and admired the white plum blossoms, with a touch of flowing clouds on her face, "This plum garden is also your residence?"

Mei Zihan knelt on the futon, forgot to salute for a moment, and replied without moving: "This is the former residence of a close friend of mine."

"Oh..." She pondered, too happy to know where to look.

"He knew that I loved plum blossoms, so he left this garden for me after he left." Mei Zihan just replied very normally, without any special emotions. "I come here to take care of him in my spare time."

Youmeng approached along the bluestone path, and looked at him with clear eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Plum Blossom sake," he said.

Youmengyu exclaimed with a smile: "I only knew that the Grand Tutor was a knowledgeable writer, but I didn't know that you had such a unique and elegant taste in private."

He didn't say anything or smile, but just lowered his head and stirred the spoon in his hand. The nectar in the bowl was shining with a clear luster.

"Can you teach me?" Youmeng bowed to his side like a cat, raised her eyes and begged, "I want to learn to make this kind of wine, too."

Mei Zihan raised his eyelids a little. Her carelessness instead relaxed his vigilance. From that moment on, he temporarily forgot about each other's identities.

He treated her as an ordinary girl who was eager to learn and taught her to recognize the various auxiliary ingredients on the wooden tables that were served in small square plates. She learned his technique and put them into the bowl one by one in the order he taught, grind and mashed them one by one, and finally put them in the porcelain cup of sake, stir them back and forth like he did, closed the cover and simmered them with charcoal fire for a while, and finally filtered out the residue and left the clear liquid. She poured a bowl and sprinkled three or two plum petals, and the task was done.

She held the wine she made with her own hands and leaned down to smell it under his gaze. She closed her eyes and smiled: "Well, there is indeed a scent of plum blossoms, which is extraordinary."

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"What I want to make must be very special. It reminds him of a memory that I have when I see it." She once boasted that way when she picked the plum blossoms.

He held a small white porcelain bowl with his fingertips. The clear wine waves were shimmering, and the light fragrance of plum blossoms floated. The plum blossoms stood in the sunset in the Hanlin Academy study room, and had been watching it like this for a long time.

The heart is like the cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

If I had known that she had such exquisite thoughts, why would she have taught her to prepare this kind of wine that day? It would be useless to drink or not to drink it at this moment, and it would be like a cocoon.
Chapter completed!